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[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

Characters: Astarte, Seth, Tyler
Date / Time: October 31st
Location: The Fizzini residence, New York
Rating: R? Maybe worse depending on how it goes
Warnings: Nudity, language
Summary: Astarte just cannot be bothered.

Tara had work to do. So much work! So she was hurrying about the family compound with her designs rolled up in one hand.
And there was just no way, today, that she was putting on a stitch of clothing.
"Boss? Tyler? I know I'm not the only one who works here!"

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[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Tyler came around the corner. "Yeah Miss Davi-goddamn!" He quickly averted his eyes. "I..you know you're naked, right?"

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

"Yeah. I like me that way. And there is no practical use for clothes when it's warm inside. So, onto the important stuff. I'm all out of targets to use in the workshop -- or on the roof, for that matter -- and I am not waiting on the online orders, so I need you to get whoever's available to send for errands like that."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"Um yeah..I can do that," he said, carefully not looking at her.

And that's when shouting could be heard upstairs.

"I don't care if he's in witness protection! I want his heart in my hand by the end of the week! What? NO I'm not speaking metaphorically!"

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

"Tyler, stop looking away before you run into something. You've seen these goods before, albeit briefly. I just had my ho--" And then she's just listening to the shouting and grinning a little. "Let me go check on the Boss."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"That might be a good idea. I'll get somebody to find you some targets." He sighed with relief that it seemed at least some awkwardness would be avoided.

"Stupid mother..the dow went down!? Ahhh!" And a loud crash can be heard.

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

A little pause after the crash -- not in shock; not at all. Just another Useful Thought occuring. "...And while you're at it, Tyler, call us a glazier. See if he can make it in today." Tara will head upstairs.

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Tyler nodded, wondering if there was something in the water as we went to make the calls.

"Wait until I get my hands on him! I'll skull-fuck the little bastard! Give me bad financial advice will he? You do NOT fuck with me!"

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

"That's fine, boss," Tara interrupts the angry reverie. "But can you not actually skullfuck him? I'll admit I've just got this /thing/ about your having sex with people you hate."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

She'll note that the window looks as if something was thrown through it, the television was missing, and three holes were punched in the walls.

"Eh?" He turned around and his eyes seemed light up a little at the sight of his lady, nude as the day he met her, but wasn't quite calm either. "Okay, not literally, maybe just twist his legs around like a pretzel."

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

"Huh. The TV. Should've thought of that myself when I ran out of targets," she observed, then grinned. "Much better, Boss, thanks."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'll buy another one. Wait, you need targets? You could always use some of the plates downstairs. So, what's this about?" He asks, indicating her nudity.

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

"Plates might work, thanks." She smiles "'Cause why the fuck not? That's what it's about. Was good enough for me for centuries."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"Oh I'm not complaining," he assured. He walked forward, reaching his hands out to gently cup and fondle her breasts. "So target practice?" He made casual conversation as if nothing was going on.

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

There is absolutely no objection to the casual groping mid conversation. "Yep. Still got 25 years of inferior hand-eye coordination to make up for, even after all these months. And guns need testing."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

As he fondled her. he found his rage dissipating in favor of more pleasant feelings. He leans forward, kissing her nipple.

"Would it be okay for me to tag along and watch? I could use a pleasant diversion."